 | The Poetry of Robert Burns |  |
ON JOHN DOVE, INNKEEPER
I
Here lies Johnie Pigeon:What was his religion
Whae'er desires to ken
To some other warl'
Maun follow the carl,
For here Johnie Pigeon had nane!
II
Strong ale was ablution;Small beer, persecution;
A dram was memento mori;
But a full flowing bowl
Was the saving his soul,
And port was celestial glory!
| The Poetry of Robert Burns | |